Somewhere between the light and the dark
having cried, but not all of my tears
I found a shade of blue to call my own
Vibrant lemon yellows,
the green of Sicilian olives,
sunsets orange dazzle,
the blackest, ripest plum
have already been splashed across my inner canvas
But today
and maybe now for always
It's a Mediterranian blue spilling from my heart
filling me up
Cool, deep, fathomless
between light and dark
a perfect shade of blue
to call my own
It's a soothing color to me, too. What a lovely, painterly poem.
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Beautiful poem. Finding your own perfect shade of blue is what life is all about.